One Moment in Time
precious time
Red Hat Girl
Red Nude painting
'What's up?' I asked Wolf Larsen, unable longer to keep my curiosity in check. ¡¡¡¡'Never mind what's up,' he answered gruffly. 'You won't be a thousand years in finding out, and in the meantime just pray for plenty of wind. ¡¡¡¡'Oh, well, I don't mind telling you,' he said the next moment. 'I'm going to give that brother of mine a taste of his own medicine. In short, I'm going to play the hog myself, and not for one day, but for the rest of the season- if we're in luck.' ¡¡¡¡'And if we're not?' I queried. ¡¡¡¡'Not to be considered,' he laughed. 'We simply must be in luck, or it's all up with us.' ¡¡¡¡He had the wheel at the time, and I went forward to my hospital in the forecastle, where lay the two cripped men, Nilson and Thomas Mugridge. Nilson was as cheerful as could be expected, for his broken leg was knitting nicely; but the Cockney was desperately melancholy, and I was aware of a great sympathy for the
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